"Puff!"

The sword breaks the divine body.

The body of the Nine-toothed Wolf God General hit the ground hard, and then rushed out more than ten miles away, plowing out a gully.

The ravines are full of divine blood.

Zhang Ruochen stood with a sword, his divine power was vast and his golden light shone.

After changing the way with the White Tiger of Burial Gold, the body was close to 60 trillion Taoist rules, losing half of it. However, it was exchanged for two trillion Taoist Taoist rules and divine patterns.

It should be noted that the power of a burial gold rule divine pattern burst out is comparable to that of a hundred sacred rules.

In other words, although Zhang Ruochen only has more than 300,000 rules, his combat power can reach the level of more than 20 trillion rules of holy paths. He is a holy realm, but he is far superior to the holy realm.

He has reached the level of combat power that even a Yuanhui genius must look up to.

Moreover, he can continue to practice the rules of the holy path and have greater room for growth.

The Nine-toothed Wolf God General had a huge blood hole in his chest. He had difficulty getting up from the ground and gritted his teeth and shouted: "I will never...be defeated by a holy cultivator...ao..."

The vitality of the gods is strong.

The bloody hole in his chest healed quickly.

"To this day, you still regard me as a holy monk. It seems that it is necessary to tell you today what is a secular myth?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to delay, holding a sword in both hands, all the rules of gold burial and sword rules were spinning around him. At the same time, the domain of the Eternal Return to the Dao reappeared and contracted towards him.

In the Dao Realm, time and space are chaotic, the truth world appears, and the chaos of the five elements turns into the sea of ​​qi.
Chapter completed!